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Club Forever Video (MV)




Performed By: Benjamin Hey!
Language: English
Length: 4:21
Written by: BENJAMIN DAMPTEY




Benjamin Hey! - Club Forever Lyrics




Edge of nineteen
She got big dreams
Busting out of them jeans
Get that money
She knew a girl named Lisa
Pushed a purple beemer
Said she had the plug
And was like girl wassup
Auditioned to a track
Nicki Beez In da trap
Threw it back like that
Now they give her ass smacks
Hey
Counting bands in her hand
Hot damn
Like a bee to the honey
Addicted to the money
You know how the story goes oh oh oh oh
Backstabbing bitches and hoes
Oh oh oh oh
She gotta ditch this
Before she end up a victim
Dancing at the magic ball
She don't wanna take a fall
And break those slippers
While she sipping on patron
Better get her ass home
Fore the lights come on

Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Buss to Nasty Girl by Vanity
Ain't no Prince in here to for you to see
Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Striperella drops it like it's hot
Till the music stops
But it's way past midnight
Oooh oooh

Fast forward five years later
Same reckless behavior
No one's gonna save ya
Managing a habit
She's a shopping savage
Spending all her cabbage
Gucci and Louboutin's
That ice won't keep you warm
Fast cars will drive you far
But you really wanna be a star
Spinning till she gets her turn
She don't wanna crash and burn
It's a thrill but speed kills
Tryna balance life in high heels
Just be goodie
Take it easy
Like ya name was CiCi
Looking for your Russell
You won't find him here
You could be like Cardi
Drive off in a Rari
Time to make a dip
Before you slip

Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Buss to Nasty Girl by Vanity
Ain't no Prince in here to for you to see
Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Striperella drops it like it's hot
Till the music stops
But it's way past midnight
Oooh oooh

Stack that money up
In a Jimmy Choo box
Set a meeting up
Aye aye aye
Go and buy some good stocks
Make tha money grow like trees
And focus on ya dreams
Moving faster than the Daytona 500
Hustling just like Ramona if you want it
This stage of your life is just a blip
Hang up those stilettos
You need to quit

Don't wanna dance in this club forever
You don't have to dance no
No oh oh
Ooh oh oh ooh
Get up out the club girl
Don't have to dance
Don't have to dance
No
Striperella drops it like it's hot
Till the music stops
But it's way past midnight
Ooh ooh oh oh ooh ooh oh ooh whoa oh
Ooh oooh oh oh oh oh whoa oh
Ooh ooh oooh
Oh ooh whoa oh oh ooh whoa oh
Two, two, three, four, Hey

Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
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Edge of nineteen
She got big dreams
Busting out of them jeans
Get that money
She knew a girl named Lisa
Pushed a purple beemer
Said she had the plug
And was like girl wassup
Auditioned to a track
Nicki Beez In da trap
Threw it back like that
Now they give her ass smacks
Hey
Counting bands in her hand
Hot damn
Like a bee to the honey
Addicted to the money
You know how the story goes oh oh oh oh
Backstabbing bitches and hoes
Oh oh oh oh
She gotta ditch this
Before she end up a victim
Dancing at the magic ball
She don't wanna take a fall
And break those slippers
While she sipping on patron
Better get her ass home
Fore the lights come on

Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Buss to Nasty Girl by Vanity
Ain't no Prince in here to for you to see
Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Striperella drops it like it's hot
Till the music stops
But it's way past midnight
Oooh oooh

Fast forward five years later
Same reckless behavior
No one's gonna save ya
Managing a habit
She's a shopping savage
Spending all her cabbage
Gucci and Louboutin's
That ice won't keep you warm
Fast cars will drive you far
But you really wanna be a star
Spinning till she gets her turn
She don't wanna crash and burn
It's a thrill but speed kills
Tryna balance life in high heels
Just be goodie
Take it easy
Like ya name was CiCi
Looking for your Russell
You won't find him here
You could be like Cardi
Drive off in a Rari
Time to make a dip
Before you slip

Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Buss to Nasty Girl by Vanity
Ain't no Prince in here to for you to see
Don't wanna dance in this club forever
Striperella drops it like it's hot
Till the music stops
But it's way past midnight
Oooh oooh

Stack that money up
In a Jimmy Choo box
Set a meeting up
Aye aye aye
Go and buy some good stocks
Make tha money grow like trees
And focus on ya dreams
Moving faster than the Daytona 500
Hustling just like Ramona if you want it
This stage of your life is just a blip
Hang up those stilettos
You need to quit

Don't wanna dance in this club forever
You don't have to dance no
No oh oh
Ooh oh oh ooh
Get up out the club girl
Don't have to dance
Don't have to dance
No
Striperella drops it like it's hot
Till the music stops
But it's way past midnight
Ooh ooh oh oh ooh ooh oh ooh whoa oh
Ooh oooh oh oh oh oh whoa oh
Ooh ooh oooh
Oh ooh whoa oh oh ooh whoa oh
Two, two, three, four, Hey

Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
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Writer: BENJAMIN DAMPTEY
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